Ginevra
The next days pass incredibly fast. In a blink of an eye, we have spent half of our first vacation week with shopping and eating a lot of heavenly tasting food. Ruggerio tries several times to get us some moment to ourselves but, sadly, fails every time.
While I still find it extremely cute, I start to get a bit needy myself. Still, playing on it while seeing him desperately yearning for me, has an effect on my body that I can’t explain.
It’s amazingly torturous.
One evening, Ruggerio announces proudly that he had heard of a nice club we should go to party at. And I can see from a mile away, that this has to be another trick to get our brother and sister off our necks. We agree to go clubbing and dress up elegantly to fit into the crowd of Italian party goers. We decide on goin
